Chapter 174: Red Talisman
Caught off guard, You Ran didn't have time to dodge.
After being caught, her first reaction was to charge up and kick the purple-skinned man to grab her hand, but found that no matter how much she kicked, she couldn't let go.
"Hahaha, you don't think you can break free, do you?"
The purple-skinned man smiled hideously, grabbed her calf, and then didn't let go.
He may not know much about warfare and martial arts, but he knows the basics, how ruffians fight.
With a hard pull, You Ran was pulled directly into the air by him.
Swinging down again, like a sandbag, You Ran was directly smashed to the ground, and the huge impact force smashed a huge pit the size of a person on the ground.
Even though Fang Cai was blessed with the three small swords, You Ran could do it and the purple-skinned people without falling too much behind, but it was mostly a bonus to martial arts.
Now that they have been caught, the battle between the two sides has returned to its most primitive essence, which is the collision of strength and power.
Then, she has no advantage at all.
"Boom!"
The purple-skinned man swung harder again, and You Ran smashed a big hole in the ground again.
By the time she finally recovered, the vestment on her body could no longer maintain its previous dust-guarding effect, and it was stained with dirt and dust.
You Ran's face was dirty, and although she was not seriously injured, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
"Hehe, this works, right?"
The purple-skinned man mocked himself.
Before he could finish speaking, he saw a series of ten runes flying on him.
"Again?"
He couldn't help but squint his eyes and his expression was very ugly.
These runes are all first-order high-grade runes, and the price of each one is ten figures.
Ten first-order high-grade rune papers exploded on his body at the same time, and the damage caused by them could not end well if he was replaced by a physical cultivation of the ninth level of qi refining.
Although he was not afraid, he couldn't help but think of the experience of being yin once before by Ye Chen using the same means.
Even, I remembered the culprit of the heavenly spirit cover on his head.
"Fuck you, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you anymore, you like to find death, don't you?"
The purple-skinned man was furious, and rushed up with a wave of You Ran, wanting to use You Ran as a weapon to attack Ye Chen.
I have to say that he is indeed vicious, if he uses other attack methods, Ye Chen may still have the means to block the counterattack, but if he uses You Ran, he will inevitably be a little jealous.
If you resist at will, it will add another injury to You Ran's body.
Ye Chen naturally couldn't laugh.
Although he is not a kind and weak person, he is still very good at his companions.
Even if You Ran is not familiar with him in a sense, the two sides are just a transactional relationship, and this time she suddenly had the heart to rescue.
But since she is willing to help, she must not do anything to betray her companions at this time!
Ye Chen dodged, but he didn't know if his mood was slightly shaken at this time, or because of Qu Zhaozhao on his body, his movements at this time were a little slower.
is much slower than the other party, and his slow beat was directly seized by the purple-skinned man.
I saw him twist his face, and the You Ran in his hand swung forward hard.
Ye Chen narrowly avoided this blow, and in the next moment, the purple-skinned man's purple fist appeared in front of him.
With this punch, he didn't have any chance to dodge.
The black bone sword and shield shattered at the touch, this punch broke all his defenses, and after breaking through many obstacles, in the midst of Ye Chen's best dodge, it still hit his left shoulder.
The huge impact force turned from his left shoulder, and Ye Chen only felt that his eyes were dark, and the pain of tearing poured into his brain.
His whole body was blown away by this punch, and his left shoulder even dented a large piece, and all the bones in it were broken.
was blasted out by a punch, and when his body was volleyed, the only thing Ye Chen could do was to hold on to Qu Zhaozhao in his arms.
"Plop"
Ye Chen tumbled and fell to the ground, and then rolled out a few feet away before stopping.
You Ran didn't see the follow-up scene, taking advantage of the opportunity of the purple-skinned man's punch to relax, she turned up and down, kicked with the other foot, and finally broke free from his calf.
was about to punch back, but out of the corner of his eye, he finally caught a glimpse of Ye Chen and the others, who were already unknown to him.
The expression on his face changed, and You Ran dodged, dodging the purple-skinned man's next punch and widening the distance.
"What's the matter, looking at your friends?"
The purple-skinned man scoffed, a twisted and vicious smile on his face.
You Ran was silent, as if she was thinking about something.
Her injuries at this time were not light, not to mention many abrasions on her body, and her internal organs were also not lightly damaged.
The purple-skinned man took the few blows she threw around, and the momentum sank, and with his compassionate physique, he couldn't stop this rough and violent impact at all.
In addition, the ankle was scratched and bruised, and there were faint signs of bone cracking.
On the surface, it didn't look like her injuries were serious, but it was only temporary.
With her current situation, if the battle drags on for a little longer, then she will lose her combat effectiveness without even having to do it with the purple-skinned man.
And now, the purple-skinned man did not have the slightest appearance of passing the statute of limitations after taking the pill.
Looking at his unhurried appearance, it seems that he is still planning to torture them for a while.
Is it really necessary to fight this battle?
Between the lightning and flint, many thoughts flashed through You Ran's mind.
Finally glancing at Ye Chen and the others on the ground, she still made up her mind after the last moment of entanglement.
Sighing softly, You Ran reached out and took out the human sword among the three small swords floating in front of him, and erected it in the center of his eyebrows.
There was some reluctance in her eyes, but she still played a magic decision, and before she could do anything, the red man's sword began to bloom with bright brilliance.
The purple-skinned man had been watching this scene for a long time, and was thinking about how to torture this scattered person who had lost decades of life, when he suddenly found that the light of the small sword was really bright.
It was even so bright that he felt it was dazzling.
A sense of fear that had never appeared since he began cultivating until now suddenly surged from the depths of his soul.
Run!
An idea pops into my head.
As if instinctively, it seemed to be urging him to complete this action quickly.
Other than that, you don't care about anything.
The purple-skinned man had succumbed to this instinct for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and forcibly suppressed the instinct in his body.
"What's going on? Why would I want to run? ”
He turned his head to look and found that You Ran was still holding the small sword, and the intense light shone outward through her fingertips, but he didn't feel any special mana fluctuations or spiritual pressure.
Generally speaking, whether it is a spell or a means of attack, at the very least, there is such a thing as mana fluctuation or spiritual pressure.
This is a phenomenon that accompanies the operation of the mana of any monk, and there is almost no way to avoid it.
Therefore, such as psionic magic, these signs can be observed, so as to avoid danger in battle.
Although he has now become a physical cultivator in a sense, he can also observe the flow of spiritual energy with a pair of eyes, which is no different from opening the spiritual eye technique and law cultivation.
But at this time, nothing unusual was found.
"Aren't you deceiving me?"
As soon as this idea came to him, he rejected it himself.
Deception may have deceived him on the outside, but the feeling of fear that was born from the depths of his soul just now could not be faked.
In his cognition, even the most terrifying illusion is, it can't reach this kind of emotion that directly makes people feel like this.
In the blink of an eye, he had already put on a defensive posture, staring at the small red sword, still hesitating.
Go, he definitely didn't want to.
Not to mention the decades of life he has lost, just his own brother, who has now returned to the West, is not a reason why he can easily leave.
But if he stayed here, the sense of crisis in his heart made him feel extremely depressed.
And what makes him even more confused is that he doesn't know whether that feeling of depression is true or false.
While he was hesitating, You Ran had already completed all the pre-means.
Glancing at the purple-skinned man who was still hesitant, a hint of disdain crossed the corners of her mouth.
With one hand, he palmed and gently clamped the small red sword in front of him.
Her expression was slightly reverent, and the meaning of the little sword seemed to be extraordinary to her.
The purple-skinned man looked nervously at this scene, knowing in his heart that the scene that would determine the balance of the battle would appear.
If this little red sword is really a killer feature, then the sense of crisis in my heart is real.
But if it was just a bluff, then the three of them would no longer be able to resist him in the slightest.
Unconsciously holding his breath, under his nervous gaze, You Ran grabbed the small sword between his two fingers and swiped it down lightly in front of him.
On the grassland, which was originally windless, a breeze suddenly swayed.
The breeze was rather sinister, not like it was naturally generated, but it wasn't even more like someone was behind it.
The Purple-Skinned Man had been cautiously defensive, but after a full half breath, nothing had happened.
Nothing happened except for the evil breeze.
It was as if the little red sword in Youran's hand was just a joke.
"Haha...... Hahaha! ”
The Purple Man laughed loudly, and he never seemed to laugh so happily.
"I'm still ...... I thought you really had some desperate means? ”
The smile on his face instantly turned into a hideous ferocity, "It turns out that you are playing Lao Tzu?" ”
"Little Niangpi, believe it or not, Lao Tzu has 10,000 means that can make you survive but not die?"
The sense of crisis in his heart was gone, and his heart was now full of anger after being teased.
I didn't expect that the other three had already been beaten to pieces, and I had to play tricks on people in the end.
And this anger needs to be washed away with the blood of the bold man in front of him!
As soon as the words fell, he was about to step forward to continue the attack, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.
After taking the pill, the strong right arm suddenly stopped listening.
As soon as I looked down, I found that a thin line had appeared on my arms and palms.
This thin line came inexplicably, and when he looked closely, he suddenly found that the thin line was all blood oozing out of his body!
The palm of his right hand and arm suddenly "fell" from his body like tofu that had been cut several times.
Blood spurted out of the severed limb, and the purple-skinned man woke up from a dream and reacted.
His entire right hand, and his arm, were cut off!
And the location of the fracture is quite strange, it turns out to be a whole straight line.
This line is the trajectory that You Ran drew with that little sword just now!
"Ahh
With a roar, he didn't even care about the severed limb, and rushed straight forward, the target, Fang Cai didn't know what means he used to hurt him like this.
The Purple Man is not a stupid person, on the contrary, in this situation, he is extremely sane.
Although he had a hand severed, the impact of the severed hand on his current state was extremely limited.
Compared to this, he instantly thought of the culprit who caused his pain, You Ran's method just now.
There is no doubt that this means that even her own incomparably hard body can be easily cut off, she is definitely impossible to use easily!
Just now, most of the time, it is already her last hole card!
However, the truth is indeed different from what he thought.
When he found that the purple-skinned man was rushing straight forward, You Ran did not panic in the slightest.
On the contrary, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on her face.
Stretching out his hand and waving again, the breeze swept across the plain again.
The smug expression on the purple-skinned man's face suddenly froze.
On his purple face, a line of blood suddenly appeared.
The body that originally rushed forward fell to the ground after pacing forward a few steps.
The small red sword in You Ran's hand suddenly turned into pieces and disappeared.
As if she had lost something important, she took a deep breath, suddenly perked up, picked up a long sword, and walked forward slowly.
The purple-skinned man was now slapping on the ground, and when he looked at it from the front, he could see that half of his head had been cut open, and as he struggled, all kinds of mixed brain flowers were constantly thrown out of his skull.
Despite this, he still did not die, trying his best to raise his head, opening a pair of eyes whose pupils had begun to dilate, looking at You Ran, who was walking step by step, the muscles on his face suddenly twitched.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a straight sword from Youran.
A sword pierced into the brain along the incision, and with the last bit of strength in his body, the purple-skinned man, who was still twitching, finally stopped moving at all at this time.
He is lifeless, and he who is dead cannot die anymore.
Even if it is a monk, the whole brain is stirred into a pulp, and it is absolutely impossible to live anymore.
Qi refining cultivators, there is no way to have more means.
After doing all this, You Ran seemed to be deflated, and her whole body fell to the ground.
Looking at the blue sky overhead, her face had a complicated expression that seemed to be relieved and seemed to be reluctant.